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I've never admitted this to anyone...until now.
When I was 15 I secretly caught my aunt getting fucked by this guy. Turns out she was dating him and introduced him to the family at a picnic the next week.
A few weeks after that I dropped by her house but she wasn't home. He told me I could stay and wait for her. I did. We ended up talking and he was nice to me. He shared his joint with me if I promised not to tell. I agreed.
He told me that he saw me watching them and I was so embarrassed. He laughed it off then stood up.
I am filled with anger. Anger that is slowly bleeding away to hate.
Everyone is so fucking busy blaming and blamming each other into the dirt. Nobody either seems to or wants to understand, that regardless of your age, sex, gender identity, whatever label you proudly slap onto your chest, that we're all people just trying to get to the next fucking day.
You ever catch yourself wishing for super powers or magic? Doesn't matter how old you are, everybody does it from time to time.
Every time I come back to the same thing: Someone the entire world can rally together against. Of course it would never work and it's a fucking pipe dream, but it only fuels my fucking hate for the people around me.
I don't have high expectations. In fact they're rather simple. Survive, help others survive, get to that next sunrise, then figure it all out again, with the only ever present constant being that we, Humanity, are stuck on this goddamn dirtball TOGETHER.
But the only ones interested in saying anything like that only care about the audience they'll bring. The "clicks and the views" WOOOOO.
Fuck them.
And fuck you if you're one of them.
This will likely be buried in the sands of time. Sure maybe one or two, shit I might even get lucky and twenty whole people will see it.
But will it change anything? Will it get anyone to think? No. Because I'm either:
Alt-right because I don't agree with someone.
Alt-left because I don't agree with someone.
A Nazi, because I don't agree with someone.
Whatever fucking low budget brain label these fucksticks want to stick because I don't agree that there is one bad side and one good side.
And if you are one of those people, I just have a small, tiny, itty bitty criticism for you:
You're ALL FUCKING TERRIBLE.
YOU'RE A FUCKING STUPID.
YOU'RE NOTHING BUT FUCKING POTS AND PANS CALLING EACH OTHER BLACK.
YOU'RE BEING LITERALLY MURDERED IN THE STREETS BUT RATHER THAN CASTIGATE THE ONES RESPONSIBLE, YOU WANNA FUCKING GIVE IT LABELS AND MEAN SOMETHING MORE THAN IT FUCKING DOESN'T AND IT DRIVES ME TO FUCKING HATE EACH AND EVERY LAST FUCKING ONE OF YOU THAT PARTICIPATES IN THIS STUPIDITY AND YOU'RE ALL FUCKING ADDICTED TO DOPAMINE.
ADDICTED TO THAT LITTLE FUCKING PAT ON THE BACK. FUCK YOU
I'm going to die soon. The stress of being in this fucking world actively agitates bodily damage I've sustained and sicknesses I've suffered throughout life. I'm going to die, filled with hate for Humanity, all because these stupid fucks can't figure their shit out and that inability is going to be the fucking cause.
It's not everyone. There are those out there. The outliers. You know who you are.
And before anyone freaks the fuck out, I'm not acting out above kicking a shrubbery or two in my own yard.
These people, however much they fucking enrage me and fill me with hate and EMBARRASSMENT for being related to you on a genological level, are above wasting my time on aside making a random post on the internet nobody will fucking care about.
I don't think I deserve forgiveness.
I just want people to know.
However few.
use she suddenly realized she’s changed her mind. and i understand completely. i think it’s for the best. im glad that she wants to get away from me because she deserves better, and also i cannot face her and feel good about myself anymore. i’m constantly reliving the guilt. i hope that we never meet again, i have learned my lesson. i just want to move on, but she keeps reminding me of what i’ve done. she looks at me like i’m evil. even asked her friends to block me. i deserve it, but i want to move on now. i won’t do such thing again. i have a hard time feeling like i’m a good person. i feel terrible and i don’t deserve friends anymore. i have also lied to people many times, and been inconsistent in the past year. i have been upset at others for treating me badly, yet i do the very same thing. im just ashamed of myself for not being a good human and i hope i can change and treat people right. i think i struggle with low self esteem, and the minute someone hurts me or isn’t perfect i cut them off or become bitter. im not patient and too stubborn. no wonder i don’t have friends. i criticize others but i’m not good myself. i have a selfish side and i’m going to do my best to work on it.
#betrayal #regret #friendship #self
I love my boyfriend. But I lust for my best friend (male). We skyped the other day and video sexed. I feel so bad for doing this but I just can't stop.
I was a prostitute for seven years from the age of 16 before I found the man who would become my husband. He met me through the escort service I worked with and he's in his late forties. He has some money but recently he lost his job and to keep the bills paid I offered to go back on the game. Thing is now I've started I can't stop. It was supposed to be a two or three times a week thing, but now I'm seeing two or three clients a day. I've even been for a weekend trip away with one of them and started having bare back sex with regular guys, which is something I hadn't done since I was a teenager. I've had a gang bang and snorted cocaine again. My husband has an opportunity for a good job, but I don't want to give up the sex life I've suddenly rediscovered. His cock was fine for five years but I'm still under 30 and need more than he can give me. Luckily we don't have kids. I know I ought to tell him I intend to keep on the game, but I think he might be hurt.
I have been battling with pornography ..i am a virgin but i get horny a lot of times.
#i #am #a #virgin #but #get #horny #lot #of #have #been #battling #with #pornography #and #its #getting #the #best #ofmyself
My girlfriend of 2 years cheated on me. I was stunned when I found out, I always treated her like she was the most special girl in the world. I'm a decent looking guy, have a nice size tool and never had trouble getting dates, but now I know I wasted 2 years of my life on someone who wasn't worth it. Her sister had always flirted with me when she was alone with me, and I had resisted, but now I was angry, and ended up fucking not only her sister, but her mom too when she was having compassion for me after her daughter cheated on me, we were just talking and one thing lead to another and I pounded her puddin' as hard as I've every pounded any girl, loaded her up with cum and she loved it.
Now my girlfriend regrets cheating on me and has dumped the other guy she was seeing and is begging to get back together.
I told her only if I could keep fucking her sister and her mom too. She just looked at me kind of stunned. I just smiled and walked away.
It was revenge, it was extreme justice :)
I’m in love with my best friend who has a boyfriend. We’ve agreed that we do have feelings for each other but we can’t act on them. I think about making her my little fuck toy every single night and every morning.
All I want to do is marry her and fuck her every morning.
#bestfriend #horny #lust #fuck
Three weeks ago all of us were just hanging around drinking and enjoying the night. The night picked up and people started to get more intoxicated. Now I've always want to fuck one of my best friends boyfriend. I had saw his cock before on accident and it was amazing. Well my boyfriend was gone that day and I was getting really drunk I could tell. We went out and I didn't see him after that for a while. I ran into him alone on the way home and he walked with me all the way home. When we got to the door I grabbed his cock and started kissing him. I told him that I wanted that cock and was going to get it one way or another. He said that he would gladly let you have it and we stumbled into the apartment. We were taking off each others clothes and got fully naked and I took him to my room and locked the door. I walked into the closet and came out in my crotchless pantyhose and kneeled down and sucked his cock. Wow it was big he moaned as I went deeper and faster. He picked me up and threw me on the bed and pinned me down and choked me. I was helpless. I told him to use a condom and he said the fuck with that and shoved his throbbing cock deep into my pussy I screamed. He fucked me so violently I bled a little. I could feel him cum deep inside me and it felt so warm. He pulled out and kissed me so passionately and said keep this between us. I let the cum drip out of me and I made us some drinks. We fucked over and over all night till morning and have a few times after that.
When I was 15, I got asked to be in my cousin’s wedding—my first time as a bridesmaid. Our tea-length bridesmaid dresses had a low, scoop neckline that wasn’t especially revealing on the three older, smaller-chested bridesmaids who barely had any cleavage but, on me, it bared my rather big and blindingly white boobs to anyone who cared to look—which lots of guys did, and I could do nothing about. (Mom had bought me a pretty lace push-up bra and panty set for the occasion.)
The groomsman I was paired with to escort me down the church aisle was 30, big-muscled and really good looking. My boyfriend (16) and my parents were also at the wedding, but my groomsman kept checking me out anyway, especially my embarrassingly jiggly boobs, and it made me feel both self-conscious and kind of sexy.
After the reception dinner, my boyfriend (who didn't really know anyone) wanted to ditch the wedding stuff and use the hotel pool, but I was obligated to stay, where I danced and flirted with my muscly groomsman, pressing my rather exposed boobs against his chest during the slow dances and feeling his reaction as he got hard down there, grinding me a couple times. I got served champagne by waiters fooled by my boobs and bridesmaid attire into thinking I was 21, and ended up a little tipsy. My new friend amused himself by slipping cold ice cubes from his whiskey down my cleavage when no one was looking, then snuck me up the elevator to his room where we got naked and into his bed, ready to get to know each other better.
I thought we might have a quickie, but he took his sweet time with me. Pinned underneath him and probably half his weight, I wasn’t going anywhere, though I worried my absence at the reception would soon get noticed. He feasted on my boobs like he hadn’t just had dinner, then fucked me for well over an hour without using any protection. I had always made my boyfriend wear a condom, but had to admit it felt damned good and more intimate without that artificial barrier between us. His big-chested, broad-shouldered physique and all those rippling muscles were a refreshing change from my boyfriend’s slim build, and his reproductive equipment was a lot bigger and thicker, too. He went deep into me, filling me up, and I climaxed with him right away.
He kept going, and it was fun and intense and I got a few more orgasms out of the deal, and then he worked up to a strong, sweaty finish and finally came inside me just as I was coming, too. I felt him throbbing, then the weird, wild sensation of him shooting semen into me without a condom—it felt intimate—and I was glad I’d made him come, and that we came together. Sharing an orgasm with him made me feel like we were bonded, and we stayed in bed, kissing and squeezing each other. He got hard and wanted to fuck me again, but I feared I might already be in trouble, so I slipped my sweaty bod out from under him and gathered my dress and underthings and put myself back together, fighting him off all the while as he kept pulling me toward the bed.
Back in my dress and downstairs at the reception, I rejoined my mom and my aunt who, noticing my damp, messy hair and sweat-soaked boobs, asked if I was having a good time, figuring I must have been doing a lot of dancing. My timing was perfect as my boyfriend had just returned when the pool closed for the night. I felt naughty and kind of sexy knowing I had this guy’s sperm still swimming inside me, some of it leaking out and running down my thigh, though nobody noticed.
I worried a little that my boyfriend would somehow find out, and worried a whole lot more when I missed my next period, got a test and found myself pregnant. But I was a lucky girl and miscarried a few weeks later, and my parents and boyfriend never knew a thing! I never told anyone (until now), and still fondly remember my hookup with the hot groomsman on that wild wedding night seven years ago.
My step-mother's brother and I just fucked. wow Thank you jim. He is twice my age. Now I know why this it the first wow. He is good. Experience does count.
#16 #old #wow #more #experience
When i was about 9 or 10 years old, my cousins had a dog. I was alone in their room because they went to the store and left me to play games. I had recently discovered masturbation and when i looked at the dog that they left in the room, i noticed the red tip of his penis. Being 9 or 10, i didnt know how wrong it was to do it, but i began to jack the dog off. Afterwards i didnt like the way i felt about what i did and i never did it again, nor do i ever want to. I continue to feel horrible and i never told anyone about this but i just needed to get it off my chest.
I had lesbian sex with my best friend Claire. She has red hair and is the cutest thing ever. Last night, me and Claire had a sleepover. I was sleeping in the same bed as Claire and suddenly she kissed me. She pulled down my underwear and began to touch me. She scooted up onto my pillow so I could lick her vagina.
After we did that, we both fell asleep. We are both catholic so we know this is a sin, but we honestly don’t care.
When I was in middle school my father died. A year after his death, for a strange reason I couldn't explain, images and scenes of my mother giving me a blowjob or me fucking her ass began to appear in my mind. When they appeared, I chased them out of my head, because I found them disgusting and could not give an explanation. One day two of my classmates discuss the fact that during puberty it is normal for boys to "think" of their mothers. I entered the conversation by saying that it is not normal to do such a thing, but they replied that everyone likes their own mom.
One day I went with my mom for a month on vacation to my aunt. I was still experiencing puberty and at my aunt's house there is no wi-fi, computer or internet, and I also didn't bring my smartphone or PC. I was in the bathroom and I tried to masturbate thinking of a curvy model, but suddenly my mother's face appeared on the woman's body. After a while to resist, I thought that in the end it is just a matter of imagination and that it doesn't necessarily have to happen in reality, so I let myself go and masturbated thinking about fucking my mother. A few days later I also added my aunt to such fantasies.
Growing up this thing is gone. This is my secret since puberty.
#mom #incest #puberty #masturbation
I'm a guy and i really like to hump my bed completely naked I'm a humper been doing it for years sometimes I'll hump till I'm all Sweaty I like watch porn also of guys humping and girls also but recently I started just jerking off more but I do miss humping my bed the feeling is amazing to jus hump my bed especially in the mornings I'm really thinking of humping my bed now lol.
My best friend and I got wild with my boyfriend's dad and experienced the best sex ever. It is for us and fot the boyfriend to never know. WOW. Go for it girlfriends. (:
#older #olderisbetter #bfdad #ggb #sex #wild #hot #fuck #suck #lick #3some
I know my boyfriend spies on me and is part of research groups that do global social experiments on me. I also let him mistreat me.
Im sorry I made you cry. I cant take back what took from you. I knew it was wrong I did it anyway. I'm so sorry.
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